#Shadow Chess Pieces

[inbarfink]

#don't starve #don't starve together #dst #ds #monster #boss monster #Antlion #Bee Queen #Crab King #Klaus #Malbatross #Toadstool #Shadow Chess Pieces #Ancient Fuelweaver #Lord of the Fruit Flies #Celestial Champion #Eye of Terror #Nightmare Werepig #tumblr polls #i love polls #fandom polls #my polls #polls

[harpuiaa]

(person that has never seen saw but has read yugioh voice) yeah? so he traps people in evil puzzle rooms? sounds a lot like a guy i know

#yeah. im into drawing absurd crossovers now #feat. the stupid fuckign chess meme #ik the doll thing is just a doll but i keep seeing shitposts online that treat him as if hes not. i think it adds to it #no idea whats up with the formattign we'll see if it fixes itself after posing #(edit: it did not i had to re-add the second image) #i think yami yugi would survive a saw trap no problem. it's his natural environment #for that matter i also think he would survive squid game (ignoring the political messaging here. sorry.). he does that for a living #i've thought out how an evil chess shadow game would play out. even if it's not actually explained in the drawing #theres a time bomb on each side. you can prevent/regain time on yr side depending on the type of pieces you take. loser explodes #yami yugi would get a pawn across the board unnoticed turning it into a queen bc of course he would. prompting the opponent to cheat #getting themselves super penalty gamed #ygo #dm #s0 #yugioh #idr my tags help #saw #(i guess???????)

[polarsirens]

Now. What figure does Karna view herself as? Or does she think of herself only as the player?

i wonder! for what it’s worth i thought of the other two spymasters as rooks, but that was mostly because of the shape, a carrot and a leek.

but it’s hard to choose because one of karna’s biggest strength is her ability to change form and roles. (and also now that you’ve asked it, i just really want to know aabria’s answer 😂)

#ask #the ravening war spoilers #oh just to add; i wonder if she’ll think of herself as a player! #she certainly moves in shadows but she also is heavily involved with the action on board #ooh this is difficult. what’s a chess piece that’s specialized in assassination?

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

klei entertainment licensed and approved dont starve together limited edition custom chess set when

#i dont even fucking play chess i dont know HOW to play chess #but you dont know how much i need it?? please? #pieces evocative of the survivors for white #pieces evocative of shadow creatures for black #for the love of fucking god please?? #also imagine this post but 'limited edition custom chess set' is replaced with 'monopoly' #ALTERNATIVELY: black pieces are the survivors and max AND charlie (as the game seemingly eludes to from the start?) #and white pieces are gestalts and wagstaff and other fucked up stuff #huh. you know. i never realized that it's always kind of been implied that #everyone 'on the board' has always been on the same team. just at different levels of hierarchy

[onestepfcrward]

bro what were those scientists thinking when they made him

#i am some of me. — ✦ ooc. #y'all ever think about how it was actually shadow that was manipulating and pulling the strings in sa2? #like yeah gerald fucked with his memories - but shadow did most of the slight of hand and tricking #he allied himself with eggman but he ultimately was just manipulating eggman's ego to get all the pieces into place #shadow isnt scary just because he's physically powerful. he's scary because he's a mfing chess master #combine that with his buried resentment towards humanity and his dark arms instincts... #the way i write shadow - he's just a little bit fucked up. its ok. #dont worry about it.

[soulsbetrayed]

Saya wears something like this on her downtime. She likes these kinds dresses to show off her figure

#beauty born from shadow;ASHIKAGA SAYA #chess pieces' information;ABOUT

[thisghosts-obsessions-again]

Finished playing Fallen Hero: Retribution and as expected it wrecked me emotionally 😭 The Herald/Charge drama I cornered myself into! The revelation! The all too many webs to untangle in book three! I'm pretty sure Eden is different in my ending and i can't wait to learn more! But knowing Charge got caught up with his own theory cracks me up. The whole sequence was so comedic up until that happened. THANK YOU DEITIES OF FICTION FOR GIVING US THIS SERIES!

#fr too many freaking chess pieces moving all at once in the shadows 😩 #that's such a lot of things to tackle so good luck to malin rydin 🫣 #personal rant #spoiler #interactive fiction #hg fallen hero: retribution #hosted games #hosted games fallen hero: retribution

[miss-bulldozer]

Original content – don’t remove credit.

#chess #chessgame #chess board #marble #chess pieces #shadows #king #queen #bishops #epic #black and white #bw #original photography #mine

[rosanacafe]

You are the Queen por Rosana Por Flickr: For Macro Mondays: "Shadow"

#MM #Macro Mondays #Nikkor 105mm f2.8 #Nikon z6 #Shadow #Still Life #Chess pieces #Textured #wood #dark mood #flickr

[emoangel44]

The thing I've always loved most about aa4 is how much darker the tone is than the rest of the series in a way that isn't just edgy for the sake of it, but subverts your expectations from the original 3 games in a really interesting way. The trilogy was built upon the trust Phoenix had in others, and it was something we as players could almost always feel certain in. AA4 flips this on its head and makes it so Apollo effectively can't trust anyone but himself.

Your mentor, who the in the trilogy was a paragon of wisdom you could always turn to no matter what, gets revealed to be the culprit and sent to jail in the first trial and by the end of the game his list of crimes has stacked high but you still have so few answers on why he did any of it.

Your boss, the goofy protagonist of the trilogy, is now inexplicably a washed-up, disgraced, cheating poker player with an implied drinking problem who seemingly found a new hobby in evidence forgery and jury rigging.

He has a codependent relationship with his daughter, your assistant, who usually is a completely innocent and hapless victim of circumstance. She sees herself as the provider for the house and will help her father cheat at poker, or forge evidence, or guilt trip the poor attorney they knowingly screwed of out of a job into working for them for dirt cheap.

The detective, the only other returning main character, a previous assistant, is completely changed since we last saw her. In the trilogy she was chipper and bright despite the hardships she faced, and now she's unfriendly and burned out, turned bitter by the world. The scene we're first properly introduced to her in Apollo genuinely spends several minutes thinking his boss is making him bribe her with cocaine.

Every single defendant is a criminal guilty of something other than what they're charged for. Each case centers around an underground black-market poker ring, a mafia family and medical malpractice, a smuggling ring, and a family of forgers and an incredibly shady troupe of magicians. The one thing all of these people have in common is that none of them will tell you literally anything about what's happening, half of them clearly reveling in being as big of cryptic assholes as possible.

The only person who doesn't fit this description is, for once, the prosecutor. Usually your biggest obstacle and the most morally corrupt of the main cast, he's the only person who's both 100% on the side of truth and on the same page as you for the entire game. He's just as clueless as you, being used nothing more than a chess piece just like you are.

But the truly masterful thing about AA4 is how morally grey it is. These characters aren't just one note villains. They're not even villains at all. Most of them aren't even malicious.

Your boss, for all the low levels he stoops to, is underneath it all the same guy he's always been, doing everything he can to bring a criminal to justice and protect his family. Your assistant is a sweet girl who truly cares about you, she's just prioritizing herself and her fathers safety before anything else. The detective is the same passionate and kind woman under everything else. The rest of the defendants are genuinely well-meaning young people who got involved in shady stuff they didn't fully understand.

The game is filled with good people trying to make the best of bad circumstances. The game has just as many fun moments as the original trilogy. For all it's rough appearance, the game has a similar heart. For every unanswered question or unrighted wrong, there's a smile or a hope for a better future. For every bad action, there's usually someone trying their best behind it. The game is melancholic and dark, but isn't afraid to let good shine through. It knows there's no shadows without the light.

#ace attorney #ace attorney apollo justice #aa4 #ajaa #post rescued from my drafts

[tiyoin]

so i just watched hazbin hotel ep 7 preview...

(this is a continuation of heaven reader)

alastor using angel reader for a larger, grander scheme than vaggie thought.

maybe he didn't give a shit about you at all? what if he was using you as a rook piece.

or maybe...

he was willing to flip the scales just to have you in his maleficent grasps.. maybe you were important for another reason she'd never be able to imagine. not even in her most wildest dreams.

there's a primal fear that claws at the back of veggies brain, before it quickly chills and numbs the front of her brain whenever she thought about you.

she scrapped her mind to try and remember you: yet you were no where to be found.

that has to do with alastor somehow.

and alastor....

he doesn't care to decipher his feelings. doesn't bother to answer any questions about you in detail. instead he sang a song about how in 'love' you two were in when alive.

of course vaggie spoke up, always there to pop whatever bubble he put into everyone's, (not like they fully believed him) especially charlie's mind

"even so, you have your own problems to worry about. isn't that right, miss vag"

"vagg" she sneered turning away to go tend to her problem.

and yet, whenever alastor is seated at the chess board, pieces already at war. his hand always seems to linger on one of the white rooks.

eyeing it eerily with one of his infamous smiles, he takes the black's rook and strikes down the white's. this left a hole in the white's strategy as he moved his piece away from danger.

clenching the dead rook in his hand, he tightened his grip and his smile before discarding the piece with the other dead soldiers into the fire pit. all alastor knew is that he wanted everything to slip, crumble, and fall into chaos.

he wants to see friends betrayed, families die, lives get ruined. and as much carnage that it would take centuries to clean up.

he wants complete and utter pandemonium.

he laughed viciously at the fire. and with a wave of his hand all the pieces were in starting positions brand spanking new. yet he made sure the rook was burnt on its crown.

alastor mused to himself "what's the best kind of chaos?"

picking up the burnt rook again, alastor moved it first.

his jaw clenched and his eyes grinned as he heard a commotion downstairs, charlies voice on top.

the best kind is when you're able to physically kneel into the ground and plant its invasive seed yourself.

right into heavens impenetrable gates.

and right in your graceful, little, hands

he thought, grabbing his cane before standing up. he gave one last look to the chess board, to the rook, before he and his shadow vanished.

-

not edited, hell, not even proofread. I literally wrote this, then posted

if I write more of angel reader x shithead alastor then ill make a tag el oh el

alastor's such a little shit I LOVE him

#tiyoin 🔎 #idk #didn't mean for this to be long but I couldn't stop myself lol #this is actually my second attempt. at first I was going to wait until the episode to air cause I like to keep things canonical #but I couldn't help myself hehe #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader #alastor my love #hazbin vaggie #charlie hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel #yandere alastor #yandere alastor x reader #alastor the radio demon #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin spoilers #vivziepop

[regal-bones]

SWORDTEMBER DAY 11 : QUEEN

Queenstone, of pale rock and bleached steel 👑🕊️ “North of Blacksand, creeping to the Royal Sea, are the Arching Wastes. There are many theories that explain those acres and acres of cold stone, and its mysterious lumbering arches. Huge rocks that cast dizzying shadows over the frozen coast. There are other mysteries to be found between the infamous arches. In a certain area, the keen mystery hunter might find the chess pieces. One every few miles, spaced out to a strict grid. Some pieces are in plain sight, others hidden overgrown by greenery, rooks tucked away in caves, bishops looming at a cliffs edge. All pieces are there and accounted for - the only exceptions being the pale queen, and the dark king.” - The Unsolved Mysteries of the Continent”

This one is part of a set ♟️ hope ur all having a nice day!

Yesterday’s sword!

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#curated curios #swordtember2023 #swordtember #art #artwork #animated #animation #animators on tumblr #illustration #illustrators on tumblr #artists on tumblr #dnd item #dnd homebrew #dnd #5e homebrew #homebrew #dnd 5e homebrew #item #magic item #pretty #digital art #digital #dungeons and dragons #fantasy #fantasy art #fantasy writing #writing #writing tumblr

[spiriteddreams]

fall / in love

Pairing: Al-Haitham x Reader Warnings: fluff, slight angst with a happy ending Word Count: ~1.3k A/N: writer's block is hitting hard rn so here are some feelings with our fav grumpy grand scribe

“You’ve been avoiding me. Why?” The last person you want to see stands in front of you. You can feel your desk digging into you from behind as you’re cornered in the quiet walls of your office with nowhere to run. Petty excuses are futile in the presence of Al-Haitham, and his looming shadow makes you feel impossibly small.  

You cannot fall in love with him, you’ve told yourself this over and over again. They are bitter words to swallow down, stuck in the back of your throat as you force a practiced smile to hide every confession that threatens to tear through. There are certain things that cannot be said because they will tear down the walls you’ve so carefully constructed, and you know better than anyone how terrible he is at lending a hand when it comes to emotions. Al-Haitham is a man of titles: the Grand Scribe of the Akademiya, the current Acting Grand Master, a saviour to Sumeru (whether he acknowledges it or not), and a good friend. So you cannot fall in love with him because that will threaten everything you have built thus far.

And yet you free-fall, stumbling into these emotions you struggle to push away. You remind yourself to re-read the label that describes your relationship: childhood friends. Keep it that way, you say to yourself. Don’t fall in love, don’t fall for silly words and actions that have no deeper meaning. Falling in love is dangerous, and falling in love with Al-Haitham is possibly the most dangerous of all. You know this and yet you cannot bring yourself to draw the line. He pushes his way into his life without care, his body fitting the indent on your couch from sleepless nights of research and escaping from Kaveh’s hammering in the middle of the night.

Don’t fall in love. Instead, push him away, pull yourself out, place every obstacle you can on this chess-game like friendship that’s cornering you. So how is it that he’s cornered you now, arms crossed over his chest as he stares you down.

“I’ve been busy.” You sigh with a shake of your head. It’s not a lie, you have been rather busy with the sudden influx of paperwork and rebuilding that comes with the rebuilding of the Akademiya. But you’ve still made an effort to steer clear of Al-Haitham when you could. It was changing your daily routes, choosing to take longer walks around the Akademiya to get to your office in the morning, and instead taking up Kaveh’s offers to get lunch at the cafe across the city rather than the one just outside the Akademiya. 

Al-Haitham rolls his eyes ,”Do you think I’m that stupid? You’ve been actively avoiding me. This is the first time I’ve seen you in almost two weeks. So why?” You hear the slight waver in his voice as his words end. There’s a flicker of worry in his eyes that lasts for just one second, but it’s that one second that punches through your pride. It’s too late to back out now.

“Because— I don’t understand you! You buy me my favourite pastries and then tell me it’s because you wanted one too but I know you hate how sweet these are! You ask for book recommendations but I know you hate the books I read because you have this odd enjoyment of reading physics books! You seek out my company and claim it’s only because you have nothing better to do! And I don’t understand what you want from me!” He remains quiet at your words and you shake your head slightly. Of course he doesn’t say anything. When you finally put him in check, he doesn’t know what to say. His pawns are gone, chess pieces not set up for your play, so he stays quiet. 

“I don’t like feeling whatever this feeling is.” Your hands tremble as you bring them to your chest. The words bubble up from your chest and there’s no stopping them now. Not after you’ve pushed them down for so long and watched from a distance, because this distance is what has kept you going for so long. 

“I see you and— and suddenly I have this stupid smile on my face and my heart beats faster and you don’t even know!” You cry out, “You don’t care that time and time again I have to turn away just because I get so worried that you’ll see me and know.!” He stares at you blankly and you hate it. You hate that you can’t read any emotions in those pretty eyes of his. You hate that his mouth hasn’t moved, not a twitch or a smirk, or a smile, or anything. You hate that his hands reach up to grasp yours, the surprisingly soft texture of his gloves stark against your clammy palms.

He opens his mouth and you brace for the worse, only for him to say softly, “Breathe, please.” A shaky breath rattles your lungs as you stare at him, mouth parted in a mix of surprise at the sudden contact and how damn close he is. There’s a mix of something in those pretty eyes of his as he ducks down to look at you from behind his grey swept hair. A smile, a rare, genuine one tugs on his lips and you can only stare. You’ve laid out your emotions bare for him to see, put him in check position and can only wait for him to make his next move.

And what you hate the most about Al-Haitham is his infuriating ability to take his time, even in the most stressful of situations. You’re acutely aware of your breathing, the rise and fall of your chest and his as you stand in silence. Your hands, no doubt sweaty, still shake even in his gentle grasp and you  know that he can see the way your eyes dart around nervously, refusing to hold eye contact with him.

“After knowing me for so long, I thought that you might be able to read me just as well.” Forget how nervous you feel at the moment. You want to strangle him for his cryptic words. He’s always been good at this, dangling the truth in front of everyone’s eyes under the disguise of honey coated words and half-truths. Perhaps, at another time, you would indulge in riddled words and bite back with some of your own, but now they only irritate you. And Al-Haitham knows it. Just the thought of it brings a teasing grin to his face, one you recognize immediately.

“Don’t you think it’s rather foolish of you to avoid me like this?” Al-Haitham hums and steps back to give you some space. He doesn’t let go of your hands. “After all this time, you’d think that maybe you might realize that I care for you just as much, if not more, as you do for me.” You let the words sink in, bask in their warmth before scowling at him. Tugging your hands from his grasp you push at him gently, ignoring the feeling of his chest against your fingers as you look away.

“Just say you like me too.” You grumble. Al-Haitham’s fingers come to drag along your skin, teasing yet comforting as he laughs, “What a childish way of putting it.” You roll your eyes but stay in your spot, relishing in the turn of events. Quick as it may have been, and far too unexpected for your liking, you’d be lying if you said this wasn’t something Al-Haitham would do.

He hums, catching your attention once more. “So, are you done avoiding me?”

“Keep up this attitude and I won’t be.” Al-Haitham grins and you can’t help but match his expression. But nothing prepares you for the brief kiss that his planted on your forehead, a promise sealed without words, an act of comfort and honesty. And in the confines of these four walls, you let yourself fall in love again. 

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! <3

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #yaepublishinghouse #al haitham #alhaitham #genshin impact angst #genshin impact fluff #spiriteddreams writing #spiriteddreams

[dcartcorner]

Commission for @sieveyourtea for the fic "Shadow in the Hunting Grounds". Thank you for the support!

Based on the piece "The Chess Players" (1922) by Isaac Israels.

#tma #the magnus archives #fanart #fanfic #jonathan sims #elias bouchard #peter lukas

[ghouljams]

I’m clawing at my walls thinking about regency!price covering ducky’s mouth after sneaking into her rooms to see her. I can imagine him being the sneakiest nastiest boy is a common occurrence. Finding a way into her rooms to play chess or hear about her patients that day only to dive at her when he has the chance. I CAN’T ACT NORMAL ABOUT YOUR WRITING

"You're letting me win," You grumble, knocking his king over for a third time. He could've had you in mate three moves ago if he hadn't let you capture his knight. Price smiles, resetting the game for a fourth time.

"I'm distracted," He assures you. You are too. Somehow you'd thought this would go differently when he'd climbed through your window. You hadn't expected to be sitting around playing chess. You probably should be thankful that Price has been proper and polite despite the closed door and quiet house.

"What could possibly be distracting you?" You lean to make your move, pawn to D4. Price glances down your shift, the loose drape of cotton providing him ample view. He shakes his head when you sit back, moves his knight.

"I wonder."

"Perhaps you need some motivation," You wonder aloud, leaning your cheek against your hand, tugging your feet up onto your chair. Your shift slips over your thighs and Price moves whatever piece is closest to his hand as his eyes follow the cotton's trail. "You can't move your pawn like that," You remind him, and he glances at the board. Price settles his pawn in the correct square and scratches his fingers through his beard to avoid touching anything else.

"If you don't want to play," You start, the sound of your piece tapping against the board rings clearly through Price's head, "you can go." Price's eyes dart to yours, you raise your brows, questioning more than challenging. He hums, worries his beard between his fingers as he watches out the window he'd climbed in from. After a moment's thought he stands, the way you'd been sitting at your desk, with him perched on the ottoman, you hadn't realized how close he was.

Price invades your space, fills your vision entirely as he settles a hand on the back of your chair and leans over you. You tip your head back to watch him, feel your breath quicken in his shadow, the way he looks at you makes your skin prickle.

"Or we can do something else," He suggests. His free hand traces the lines of your throat, settles to cup its curve, resting dangerously against your skin. You swallow and he follows the motion with his thumb.

You find yourself on your back with Price's hand over firm over your mouth as his cock fills you. He'd spent enough time stroking you and toying with you, watching each desperate squirming movement you'd made. You'd been quiet then, or at least able to hold it in, but that first stretch of his cock had made you gasp too loudly for his liking. Your eyes roll back with each deep thrust, your stomach tight with the delicious burn of his cock sliding in and out of you. You whine against his hand, he hits something deep and aching, something that makes you want to push back into the feeling. Price shushes you as quietly as he can, and tips his head to whisper in your ear,

"Teasin' me all night, can take a bit of punishment."

#cod x reader #x reader #x oc #cod x oc #captain john price #john price #captain price mw2 #captain price #captain price x reader #captain price cod #price cod #cod price #price mw2 #price x reader #oc: duck #regency au #I love them they're so silly

[babyangelsky]

BL Challenge 2k24 ✨Day 7✨

Hello and welcome to @negrowhat's 15 Day BL Challenge! Full challenge can be found here.

Favorite Villain: Korn Theerapanyakul

It isn't often that we get an actual villain in a BL. We have plenty of love rivals but those are rarely ever villains in the true sense of the word. We also have a large, unfortunate array of shitty parents and parental figures, some of which absolutely do fall into the villain category, but they don't deserve my effort or your attention.

But then we have Korn.

Korn is a villain. Make absolutely no mistake about that. This man has dedicated his life to playing 4D chess with everyone around him, including and especially his sons, and he's brilliant at it. There is never a moment where he isn't in control, there is never a moment where he hasn't thought at least five steps ahead, and he has very few blind spots.

What gets me—and what makes him that much more insidious in my opinion—is how he presents himself to the world.

♡ gif by @guzhufuren from this set

"This man, a villain? Never! He's just a nice, soft-spoken dad in a sweater vest! Sure he's a bit intimidating but he's in the mafia, it's to be expected. And just look at how accepting he is of his gay sons! He's looking at a photo of his son and his son-in-law and smiling, isn't that lovely?"

False!

Korn's image is perfectly curated and if you only look on the surface, from the outside that's exactly what he is: a nice dad and a respectable businessman. He's rational, calm, and level-head, especially when you compare him to Gun—which you can't not do. It's impossible to have a conversation about Korn without talking about Gun, who is absolutely just as bad and who I easily could've chosen.

The difference is that Gun's evil is overt and in a way, it's more...honest because of it. He's not out here pretending to be a good person or trying to be anything other than exactly what he is. What you see is what you get. However, I chose Korn precisely because of that insidiousness, because his evil appears so much more subtle but only when it remains in the shadows.

♡ gif by @kinnbig from this set

Because when everything gets brought to light? Hoooooo BOY.

This man kept his foster sister in isolation under lock and key for years after he killed her husband and took her away from her two little boys. Then he left those little boys in the care of a degenerate gambler and watched them sink further and further into debt. And that's only the thin end of the wedge! If we got into all the ways he fucked up his OWN boys, we'd be here all damn day.

Kidnapping on perhaps more than one occasion, a hit squad, Kim's entire personality, Kinn's emotional range, need I go on?

But getting back to Porsche and Chay, Korn could've helped them at literally any point but he didn't lift a finger until they grew up and became useful to him. He could've cleared their debts, paid for Chay's education, provided for them, kept them from getting remotely close to a situation were men were beating them and trashing their home. But he did exactly none of that because whatever sense of obligation Korn might have felt toward them absolutely pales in comparison to his need for control.

♡ gif by @kinnbig from this set

That's what this all comes down to: control. The world is a chessboard and everyone in Korn's orbit is a piece on it. He proposed an outcome for himself and he got it.

He made sure Kinn was cemented as head of the main family and found a way to cement Porsche as head of the minor family. He got rid of Gun and the threat he presented and succeeded in burying the truth of what happened to Porsche's parents with him, because the truth that Korn gave simply is not the whole truth. It never will be because divulging the truth means giving up control, and that is something he will never do.

I could literally talk for hours about Korn. He's a fascinating character. He's got so many layers. Bottom line?

Este señor es el mismísimo diablo. This man is the living breathing devil.

#BLChallenge2k24 #korn theerapanyakul #kinnporsche